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It's Showtime!!

*The devilishly handsome Cordova sits down in his little throne high up inside his Shadow Colosseum watching the only thing that makes him feel alive. Making money off of Deathmatches. Cordova is the announcer, Jester, and CEO of an international underground fighting tournament known as "Killing Floor". The prophets come from mainly POW/inmates captured to fight for freedom or underground champions looking to keep their title*

*The Crowd goes wild as they see Cordove make his presence known by sitting down in his chair. he then pulls down a microphone from the sky to come near his face ready to do what he loves to do*

LADIES AND GENTLEMEN...! PEOPLE OF ALL AGES!!! ARE YOU READY FOR MORE......BLOODSHED!?!?!?! *The stage music theme starts to kick in through loudspeakers as the crowd goes nuts*

TONIGHT OUR SHOW CONSIST OF A BRAND NEW BLOOD VERSUS OUR RETURNING CHAMPION!!!! FEATURING A FEW..SQUIRES VERSES SOME REAL SPOOKY SHIT!!! FEATURING THE UNDERWORLD AND THE DEPHS OF HELL THEMSELVES..ARE YOU STOKED!?!?

*Cordova starts to announce in a singsonginly voice* YOU ALL KNOW THE RULEEEES!!! NO ONE COMES OUT OF THE ARENA UNTIL EVERYTHING IS DEAD! PLACE YOUR BETS BEFORE THE 1ST ROUND AND REMEMBER...IF YOU FALL IN..YOU ARE NOW PART OF THE SHOOOOOOOW~ HAHAHAHA!!!

LETS BRING IN THE FIRST FIGHT SHALL WE!?!?!? OPEN THE GAAAAAAAATES!!!

*The first fight consisting some scrawny guy versus a stronger opponent is on as they fight to the death, Cordova gets out and slips into his back office where he does business. He comes in to find a guest sitting in his chair waiting for him. Cordova takes off his jacket and begins pouring himself a find glass of whiskey from the table*

Oh hello...Didn't see you there at first brobie...

*an unknown person sitting in the dark corner where the office is can be seen smoking a cigar but only their hand is visible. a graspy voice starts speaking to him*

"You know it's a matter of time before you realize your time is up on this land..where is my 3 million?"

*Cordova laughs as he ignore most of his question* Care for a drink good sir? well i most certainly would hate for a wonderful business man as yourself to come into my office unannounced and die from thirst...that's the last thing i would want happen now...*he chuckles as most of his sharp teeth is shown pouring a drink*

"Business is great here huh? Good Entertainment, good food, Great women...all the bets you can make. Gotta hand it to ya Kyle......Nice establishment you got running here"

Oh of course it is...i for now like to put stride into my passion...just like my father did..

"Too bad your father was an old bloke who owe us more than he could chew. now i want the 3 million he owes us"

I'm sorry...i would hate to cut this conversation short but i should let you know up front that i don't intend on doing business with any of your kind...of whatever you think you are..and i certainty don't plan to work with anyone with such..Filthy...Fucking Sneakers!! i mean what...are...THOSE!?!? *Cordova points with his index finger as he holds two glasses in his hand full*

Hahahahahahahahaaah! where did you get such laces....Payless shoe source!? hahahahahahahaaaaa! Did your mommy buy those for you..Hahahahahahaa!!! DO THEY GLOW IN THE DARK HAHAHA!!!! *he takes a sip from one drink as the guy in the chair snaps his fingers as two soldiers raises from the darkness pointing weapons at him*

Now now.....No need to get hostile haha~

"Fuck you. I want 3 million by tomarrow night...or your toast"

Ohoho! i already saved you the trouble old bean! i'm Already Toasted! Quite Drunk as you say!!! so how a royal..ah FUCK YOU and the Queen you're probably related to that you're fucking! AHAHAHAHAH!!! 3 MILLION!!! HOW ABOUT 300 JUST TO CLEAN THOSE SHOOOES!!!!!!

*the soldiers cock their weapons ready to shoot*

*Cordova warns them in a singing tone* Baaaaad Moooooove~~

"Ice him"

No thanks! I got enough ice in my cup! here! how about you guys have some!! HAHA!! *Cordove quickly smashes both glass cups into the soldiers faces as he pulls a Baby Desert Eagle II from under his tucked shirt with suspenders on. he puts a bullet into both of their chests and aim the gun at the guy in the desk*

Show time is over brobie!!!!

"you will fucking regret th-" *POP! Cordova pulls the trigger as his head splatters open all over his leather chair and desk*

*in a dark dungeon tied up by chains ans shackles. The dark room has a low misty fog on the bottom of me bare feet. I can smell the death and rotting of flesh as corpse are piled down in this area. The cold walls ooze this strange liquid when you touch them and worst of all it has nothing but grates in the celing from the arena above. Occasionally food, drinks, blood and body parts slip down into the dungeon.

I stand there tied against the wall singing nursery rhymes to myself with my eyes closed. I can hear footsteps come closer and closer to me. I can hear bars opening up with the rust scraping the cold stoned floor. continuing to sing until a guy with a key starts talking to me*

"it's time for another round.....champion..."

*I stop singing as i begin to smile viciously under my hair. The guy with the key takes my shackles off of my hands connected to the wall and the one connecting my feet. He stops me in my tracks before taking me up*

"Listen here bitch....i bet 800 that you will die this time...and this time i'm gonna make sure you lose..."

*he puts on another pair of shackles on my hands and takes my knife away from me*

"Good luck without your hands kid.." *he chuckles softly as i begin to giggle myself as he escorts me in front of a battle gate*

AH...ANOTHER ROUND IS UPON US!!! IT LOOKS LIKE OUR RETURNING CHAMPION HAS AWOKEN FROM HER *singsong* SLUUUUUUUUMBEEEEEER..THE BLACK ROSE IS HERE TO START CARNAGE!!! PLACE YOUR BETS FOR ANOTHER IS UPON US.... BALLE BALLE....!!! AHAHAHAHAH!!!!

*the gates rises with convicts coming out from each gate except hers*

WHATS THIS? IT APPEARS THE BLACK ROSE IS STILL IN BONDAGE!? WHO IS RESPONSIBLE FOR THIS!? oh well...LETS SEE HOW SHE HANDLE A FEW CROOKS WITH MELEE WEAPONS!! introducing the most dangerous crooks and criminals from Galápagos Islands!!

*Cordova whispers among his staff*

Brobies..do me a favor? there's a little mess back in my office..care to clean that up for me before our "guest" arrive for business? We had an un-invited....visitor earlier...don't let it happen again...Oh and....put a little appitizers in there for me after you're done cleaning up the blood splatter..i do most certainly apologize..and one more thing...throw out those god forsaken shoes the poor lad are wearing..my god they are stinking up my whole office...love you guys..you are like family to me..thank you so much

*The arena doors open with little force as you can hear them make the most up roaring and unnecessary noises as the crowd themselves are screaming, cheering, whistling and playing different horn noises in terrible pitches. I walk in with shackles with my hair in my face covering my eyes. i Stand there waiting to hear the battle Horn to resume the killing. I look around panning the other competitors and realize this is a 5vs 1 match against me. i keep a mental note of the artificially and culturally flavored fuckers with puny knives and one big machete*

*The Battle Horn roars through the loud speakers as the fireworks and lights go crazy, enabling the crowd to go even wilder. The games are ready to begin*

*in a deformed single file line the fuckers are tying to corner me. I don't blink, i don't step back. I stand my ground with a small wicked smile on my face*

"You ready for this beat down little girly?" *a tall man with a small knife comes charging at me. He swings quickly as possible aiming for my neck. My arms stretch out so that the chain on the shackles is completely straight. The chain absorb the slash knocking the knife from the fucker's hand. Before he knew it. he had a knee to the face after i wrapped the chain around his head and pulled him in closer.*

Aih'm having troubles hearing yhu...*another person quickly comes up to me with a metal pipe. He keeps trying to strike me multiple times with me using the shackles to absorb the blows. The vibration and impact starts to make my wrist hurt. Eventually i got tired of it. He ended up tasting dirt when i kick tripped him for getting to close. his face start to bleed quickly as i continue to pound his head in with the metal shackles*

*The next guy tries to be cautious and try to dance around me to get close. needless to say he lost a tooth or so when i windmill kick the shit out of him. He didn't have the best balance so it was no surprise he ended up impaling himself when he hit a spike on the wall backbone first*

*Then there was mr. Danny trejo wanna be fucker. fat and armed with a machete..ready for these chambered hands*

UN FUCKING BELIEVABLE!!! THE BLACK ROSE HAS KNOCKED DOWN 3 OF THE CONTENDERS WITHOUT BREAKING A SWEAT!!! WITH THE BONDAGE STILL ON!!! YOU WANTED IT FOLKS!?!?! YOU GOT IT BABY!!! ONLY HERE ON.....KIIIIIIILLLLIIIIING FLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

*i sit back down to take a drink from my grail and heads back into a clean office and sit in my office chair looking over the ticket sales for tonight*

*the big brute comes charging at me. with one swing from that huge flabby arm send me flying upwards. Like a pissed off cat i try to land on my feet and bend my knees just enough to not fuck them up. He comes charging some more swinging the machete back and forth carelessly with a serious amount of extra force. Dodging and weaving every slow and heavy swing. quickly i thought of the best idea to let him hit me. i stretch the chain on the shakles on my hand out just in time for 3 machete hits to bust that chain wide open*

*with a sinister grin i quickly slide under his fatass and climb on his back..with the rest of the broken chain i begin strangling all 5 neck rolls at once. he keeps trying to reach out to grab off his back which leads to him dropping the machete. Eventually he got wise and grabbed the chain choking him. with all that flabby arm grabbing the chain, it brings me with it. Face first into the battleground sand. Once again his big ass starts charging at me..never learns..with the machate by my feet i think it's time to make giblet pie. I dance around as i cut his limbs off one by one humming a bright tune until he falls down on his own*

*Cordova have finished counting out wads and wads of cash just to be interrupted again. This time by by his Royalist friend.

"Ah..Jaaack" *He says singonglingly* "My dearest frieeeeeend..So gooood to see you again!! hehehe...*he pours a drink for himself once again*

You want one too? Come on..after that performance i would want one too..what a show!

*Black Jack insist that he gets one as well. Cordova pours him a bottle of scotch*

"Thats what i came to talk about Cordova..your child soldier.."

Ah yes..The wonderful Sadistic Killer...They call her The Black Rose..they say she was a very notorious and wanted terrorist..Globally...at least..that's the backstory i'm sticking with..true or not..it sells to the crowd..50 counts of contenders killed..in Just this weekend...brilliant right?

"She is known as d'yavol..your resources are correct...very most wanted...especially in Russia..which is why i have a very high bounty on her head"

Ah...a Bounty is something that you mention to me? With a Killer like that..you know she's not free.....*does a hearty chuckle* Under normal circumstances i'd tell you absolutely not considering that little girl makes me more than 20k a weekend..But for you my dearest friend...? I'm willing to listen to the sound of money talking.. name a price..

*Black Jack pulls out a silver briefcase and slams it on Cordova's desk. he opens the case and turns it around for him to see. Cordovas eyes light up as he notice the 2 million dollars sitting on his desk*

My my..it appears i will be taking that lost this weekend...that's double the amount she could make me...You know i always loved doing business with you..not many trustworthy people out there...How soon do you want her? *Hears the crowd roars louder* Hold that thought..as a matter a fact...consider it done after the show....

*Cordova steps out of his balcony and back into his throne to see a bloody mess down in his arena*

WEEEEEEELLL SHIT FOLKS!! LOOKS LIKE THE BLACK ROSE IS YET AGAIN UN-DEFEATED FOR ANOTHER NIGHT!!! CONGRATS CHAMP! COME ON UP..WE GOT something special for you....

*drops the bloody and rusty machete and makes my way up towards the main office. as i walk by i can see guards staring with fear in their eyes as i walk the cold and stone path leading to the big room. My bare feet making a clacking noise as i go up the stone steps. I walk into the office and stands in the doorway to see Cordovie and some Russian guy standing in front of me*

Ooh The Black Rose..in the flesh..standing in my office...such wonderful sight. How are you my child..? Still in one glorious piece...*chuckles* so listen..being a champion comes with it's perks..so because of your wonderful performance..it seems you have won yourself a chance of freedom..oooohhh how much i'm going to Miss you my prize possession...but the time has come..The gentlemen here is gonna take you out of this murderous game and back into the outlands..ohh how i wish you the best of luck..it was a pleasure having you being part of Killing floor...

Aih...Liek eet here... *stares at the Russian guy with no trace of much memory since i got here.*

Who dafahk are yhu..? Yhu've come to give meh freedom? e.e

*He stands there with his arms crossed and tells me to go with him. weary as hell i look at Cordova and then follows him as he takes me through the dome and outside where he has these Royal looking guards with golden AKMs of some sort*

Waht ish dis...

*he quickly pulls out some metallic rod that stuns me. He then proceeds to handcuff me and throws me over his shoulder as a special VTOL lands in front of us. He climbs on aboard along with his staff and throws a bag over my head and ties it*

"Freedom..ha..too fucking easy bitch..we got special plans for you and it doesn't involve freedom...you got a huge bounty on your pretty little head..i should kill you right now..but i still have use for you...for now..."

*Cordova stands there as she left..moving his drink in his cup before finishing wondering what will happen to her...he knows how the Royalist are...that kid might end up worse than she already was..At least out in the ring she had a fair fighting chance. He puts his coat on as grabs all his money and puts it in his safe in the wall behind the dog poker painting with a reinforced steel frame and a 12-digit lock code*

There's no turning back for that one...i probably should've kept her......she made me good money..